The Royal Brother Ascends the Throne Quickly

[Screenshot of copywriting at 20260223] It has been three hundred years since the Dayao Dynasty became the overlord of the Central Plains. Now that the emperor is over fifty years old and is seriously ill, all the princes have different aspirations and are eyeing the throne. After the Chinese New Year, there was constant turmoil in the court. Before the elders could take a breath, news came out that several princes returned to the capital in spring and fell into the moat. A few days later, Ming Zhao suddenly widened his eyes. He awakened to the ending of his previous life in the water. As the thirteenth prince of Dayao, half of his blood comes from the Northern Barbarians. In his previous life, he was bent on becoming an emperor and benefiting all the people to prove himself. Ever since he was born, he had been fighting to the death with his royal brothers. In the end, he was labeled as a traitor to the Northern Barbarians, and was burned clean after the car was broken. His memory was hazy, and he couldn't remember who finally ascended the throne, but he remembered clearly what the world said about him. "Why is a foreign prince fighting for the throne? He is so full." "That good appearance is in vain, otherwise, given the temperament of the current saint, why can't he be pampered well?" "That makes sense. In terms of appearance, no one can compare with Ming Zhao. Rumor has it that the servants beside the Holy Master all look a bit like the Thirteenth Prince." "He can earn a lot, but our princes don't take him seriously. He's just a clown." Mingzhao had an epiphany. Work hard to fight for the throne and die. Share the blessings peacefully and be well cared for. But who is the person who plans to pamper him in the end? Ming Zhao died tragically in his previous life, so he plans to act cautiously this time. His goal this time was not the throne, but the imperial brother who planned to keep him alive and take good care of him. Establish a good relationship with this royal brother, and he will be a laid-back prince who doesn't have to worry about food and drink. Ming Zhao hesitated among the three of them. The prince's brother had always been polite to him since he was a child. Even if he dragged someone into the ring, he would not use any real moves. He just fought with him helplessly for a few times, and finally asked his father-in-law to give him medicine. It's hard to say, although the prince and brother are not hostile to him, they are not intimate with him either. The second one is Brother Sanhuang. Brother Sanhuang has disliked him since he was a child. He always excludes him and does not take him to ride horses or hunt, but will give him food secretly. Although I was rude, I never used any real swords or guns with him. Finally, there is Brother Twelve. I have almost never seen him smile, but he has always been on his side. Not only did he take him into the military camp to help him win over the courtiers, but he also saved him many times. In his previous life, it was Brother Twelve who collected the body for him after his death. In this case... To please one is to please, and to please three is also to please. Ming Zhao's eyes that were originally hostile to everyone suddenly bent down, and he ran towards the three royal brothers with a smile on his face. "Brother Emperor~" Grinding and making tea for the prince and his brother, the prince and his brother gave him the paintings of everyone in the previous dynasty. He helped the Third Emperor Brother walk his horse and clean his sword. He also let him play with the famous sword that the Third Emperor Brother was reluctant to touch. After rubbing Brother Twelve's shoulders and wiping sweat, Brother Twelve quietly stuffed the tiger charm under his pillow. Ming Zhao was full of joy. No matter who became the emperor, his life would be safe. "That's great." But I didn't expect that I would be kidnapped that night. Ming Zhao looked horrified, "Brother Imperial?!" The prince and the emperor's brother, dressed in white, hugged him, with a smile that did not reach his eyes, "Zhao Zhao, go to the East Palace to sleep tonight, the emperor misses you." Halfway through, the twelfth emperor brother suddenly came out, followed by a large group of people, "A Zhao, come to the twelfth brother." The two sides were fighting, and a figure walked out of the dark path. Ming Zhao recognized it at a glance as his Third Emperor Brother. The third emperor brother held the imperial edict in his hand and followed the eunuch behind him, "It's so lively." "Little Thirteen, come and watch a good show with Third Brother." Mingzhao's heart was beating wildly. It's terrible! Or choose one of three! [Note: Shou is not the emperor's biological son/non-orthopedic] Purpose: Living is the priority